A figure moved as if he was flying. After leaving the precipice, he ran all the way.
Level 4 Sword Qi realm meant that his overall strength had improved significantly. When he ran, his body was as light as a swallow, as if he was riding the wind.
The Chore Hall was located in the outer area of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, near the outer disciples' residential area. It was not big and looked more formal. It had a grayish-white exterior and took up a lot of space. It was overseen by a deacon.
Every day, outer disciples who were below level 4 Sword Qi realm had to report to the Chore Hall to receive their daily tasks. After completing their tasks, they had to go to the Chore Hall to confirm their daily tasks.
Therefore, there were many outer disciples entering and exiting the Chore Hall every day. It was very lively.
Not long after, Chu Mu arrived outside of the Chore Hall and walked in with large strides.
There were more than a thousand outer disciples in the Qingfeng Sword Sect. Among them, sixty to seventy percent were below level 4 Sword Qi realm. As a newcomer who rarely interacted with others, he naturally did not know many people.
Even if he did not know others, it did not mean that others did not know him.
"Hey, isn't that the unlucky guy who was knocked out by Senior Brother Wang Lei after being teased by him yesterday? What's his name again? "
"I think it's Chu Mu. He's really unlucky. I heard that he offended Senior Brother Wang Lei in less than a month after coming to our sect. Poor guy, he's going to have a hard time in the future."
"Speaking of which, I remember that a few months ago, someone offended Senior Brother Wang Lei. After being tortured by Senior Brother Wang Lei and his followers a few times, he could not take it anymore and left the Qingfeng Sword Sect. I wonder how long this poor guy can last?"
Although the discussion was not loud, Chu Mu's five senses had improved significantly after the soul fusion. Therefore, he could still hear them.
"Looks like Wang Lei is quite infamous among the outer disciples." He sneered in his heart. "But that doesn't scare me. I'll settle our scores with you."
"Oh right, I think I saw two of Senior Brother Wang Lei's followers enter the Chore Hall. I wonder what they're doing. What do you think will happen to this unlucky guy if he bumps into them?"
"It must be terrible. Let's go and watch the show."
"So that's how it is. Wang Lei's lackey is here. Very well, I'll collect some interest from you first." Chu Mu's eyes flashed with sharpness, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a cold smile.
Just as he was about to reach the steps of the Chore Hall, two people walked down the steps. When they saw Chu Mu, their expressions changed.
"Chu Mu, why are you here?" Zhao Tiemu strode over, his expression becoming somewhat nervous. He hurriedly grabbed Chu Mu's arm and pulled Chu Mu away. He lowered his voice and said, "Wang Lei's two lackeys are inside. Don't go in no matter what. Hurry up and leave. Otherwise, if they see you, they will definitely bully you."
Zhao Tiemu was one of Chu Mu's roommates. He had entered the Azure Edge Sword Sect a few months earlier than Chu Mu. He was a very honest person.
"Hmph, some people are really lucky. After sleeping enough, they just wander around and don't need to do any tasks. Unlike us, who already have plenty of tasks on our own, we actually have to share them with others …" A strange voice sounded. It was Wei Qian, Chu Mu's other roommate. He didn't dare to refuse the Chore Hall's deacon to share Chu Mu's daily tasks, but he was very dissatisfied with Chu Mu in his heart.
"Thank you, Brother Wei. Thank you, Brother Zhao." Chu Mu didn't think much of it. He cupped his hands and said gratefully.
"Hmph." Wei Qian's expression changed. Chu Mu's attitude made him feel as if he had punched cotton. He was prepared to say something, but he couldn't say it out loud. He could only coldly snort and walk away. "Wang Lei's two followers are inside. If you don't want to be knocked unconscious again, you'd better leave this place immediately. Otherwise, I won't share your daily tasks anymore."
"Chu Mu, Wei Qian has a good heart. It's just that he has a sharp tongue. Don't take it to heart." Zhao Tiemu explained. He pulled Chu Mu with force. "Let's leave quickly."
"You go back first."
It was as if he had taken root on the ground. No matter how Zhao Tiemu pulled, he wouldn't budge. This made Zhao Tiemu very surprised, but he didn't think too much about it.
"Chu Mu, hurry up and leave. If you don't leave now, it'll be too late." Zhao Tiemu pulled with all his might as he anxiously shouted.
"Since you're here, don't leave." At this time, a mocking voice sounded. Zhao Tiemu's face turned pale in an instant. He also let go of Chu Mu's sleeve.
"Hehe, we were just about to visit you. Who would have thought that you would take the initiative to come to us."
"They're out. There's a good show to watch." At the side, there were already many outer disciples below the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Realm gathered. They all maintained a spectating attitude.
Wei Qian, who was about to leave, also stopped. He watched from afar as his expression changed.
Zhao Tiemu gritted his teeth and took a step forward. "Senior Brothers, Chu Mu has just woken up. He still needs to rest. If he gets hurt again, if something happens, it will be hard for you two to explain. "
One of the rules of the Green Edge Sword Sect was that outer disciples could spar with each other. However, no deaths or serious injuries were allowed. Otherwise, when the sect investigated, the one who initiated the fight would be expelled from the sect or even killed.
"Hmph, Zhao Tiemu, you want to be the good guy again? Looks like you want to go against us too. Since that's the case, we'll take care of you too." One of Wng Lei's lackeys, Wang Chang, threatened with a disdainful sneer.
"Senior Brothers, please be magnanimous." Wei Qian gritted his teeth and walked over. He stood beside Zhao Tiemu and cupped his hands at Wang Chang and Wang Yi.
"You two are roommates, right? You two are really close. However, with just the two of you, who are only at the third stage of the Sword Qi Realm, you want to stop us? You really don't know what's good for you." Wang Yi's face turned gloomy and ferocious.
"Brother Zhao, Brother Wei, I am very grateful for your protection. However, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will deal with it." His tone was calm. It was neither sad nor happy, neither slow nor fast. It naturally had a unique bearing. He took two steps forward, walked past Zhao Tiemu and Wei Qian, and faced Wang Chang and Wang Yi. "You two are Wang Lei's lackeys, right? If you want to make a move, do it quickly. First, I will collect some interest from you two. After that, I will settle the rest with Wang Lei."
The moment the words left his mouth, everyone was stunned. Absolute silence. It was so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard clearly. Everyone stared at Chu Mu with their mouths wide open. Their eyeballs were bulging so much that they were about to fall out.
"You don't know what's good for you."
"Too arrogant."
"He's been beaten silly."
Everyone knew that Wang Chang and Wang Yi were Wang Lei's lackeys. However, not a single outer court disciple dared to say this to their face. Chu Mu was the first. Moreover, he actually dared to say that he would collect interest from Wang Chang and Wang Yi. After that, he would settle the rest with Wang Lei.
How arrogant was this!?
"It's over. Chu Mu has been beaten silly by Wang Lei." Zhao Tiemu and Wei Qian's faces were deathly pale. The same thought flashed through their minds at the same time.
"Hahahaha … …" Wang Chang and Wang Yi were so angry that they laughed. This was the first time someone had said this to them. Moreover, it was from an outer court disciple who was nothing in their eyes. Their faces were ashen, the veins on their foreheads were throbbing. Their eyes were filled with an ominous glint. Anger burned in their hearts, filling their chests. Their chests heaved up and down like bellows, on the verge of exploding. Their anger had already swallowed their rationality.
Clang! Clang! Wang Chang and Wang Yi unsheathed their swords at the same time. Two rays of dazzling light shot out from their swords. Their anger made them lose their rationality.
"Kill!" Wang Chang roared. A cloud formed under his sword.
"Kill!" Wang Yi also let out a roar. Wang Zhang's flying cloud, under his sword, quickly charged forward to attack Chu Mu.
"It's over!" Zhao Tiemu and Wei Qian's faces were filled with despair.
Wang Zhang and Wang Yi were both at the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Realm. Moreover, they had joined forces to perform the eleventh and twelfth moves of the Soaring Cloud Sword Technique. Thus, they were even more furious and merciless in their attacks. Even if they were also in the fourth stage of the Sword Qi Boundary, they wouldn't be able to avoid it. Not to mention, Chu Mu was only in the third stage of the Sword Qi Boundary. It hadn't even been a month since he entered the sect.
"It's the eleventh and twelfth forms of the Flying Cloud Sword Art."
"So powerful. I've heard that they are good at working together. Sure enough, the two of them working together is faster."
"It's much more difficult than one person performing it alone. The two of them must have a good understanding of each other."
"There's going to be blood."
"Someone's going to die."
"Something big is going to happen."
"This is bad!"
Deacon Yan Kuan of the Chore Hall heard the commotion outside and came out to see what was going on. He was just in time to see Wang Chang angrily unsheathing his sword. His heart skipped a beat and his face changed drastically. He quickly rushed out, trying to save Chu Mu before the thirteenth form of the Flying Cloud Sword Art was displayed.
But even though he was in the seventh stage of the Sword Qi Boundary, he was still too far away from Wang Chang. Yan Kuan's heart sank and his face turned gloomy. He seemed to have seen Chu Mu falling down with blood all over his body. And he was implicated in this matter and got himself into trouble for no reason. He couldn't help but feel hatred for Wang Chang and Wang Yi.
Wang Chang and Wang Yi's faces were practically distorted. They were incomparably malevolent and their eyes revealed an ominous glint. Their reasoning had already been swallowed up by the flames of anger. They didn't have the slightest bit of concern for the consequences. Instead, they had the pleasure of killing Chu Mu. It filled their entire bodies and they couldn't extricate themselves.
Zhao Tiemu and Wei Qian closed their eyes, while the other outer disciples opened their eyes wide, afraid that they would miss something.
"Full of flaws!" Chu Mu sneered. In the eyes of others, the combination of the eleventh and twelfth forms was perfect, but in his eyes, it was full of flaws.
In an instant, the crowd heard a melodious sound, like the friction of divine metals from outer space, making their souls tremble slightly. Shortly after, a dazzling snow-white light shot down from the sky like an aurora, blinding their eyes and causing them to involuntarily close their eyes. They only felt a stinging pain in their eyes, as if they were pricked by needles.
Chu Mu unsheathed his sword. Shua shua shua shua, it was as if he was pointing at the mountains and rivers. A strange scene appeared. The flying cloud that was rapidly charging towards him suddenly paused. Then, it turned around and flew towards Wang Chang and Wang Yi.
Yan Kuan's eyes widened as he watched this unbelievable scene.
"Scatter!" Chu Mu whispered, his steel sword vibrated as he displayed the 'Clouds Scatter Clouds Vanish'. Under Wang Chang and Wang Yi's incredulous and horrified gaze, the Flying Cloud rushed towards them. Then, they turned into streaks of sharp clouds and shot out. Each streak of sharp clouds was like the tip of a sharp sword that cut through their bodies.
"No … … Ah … … Ah … …"
Wang Chang and Wang Yi kept screaming, they only felt an incomparable pain as if they were being cut into pieces. Their steel swords fell to the ground. When the Flying Cloud completely disappeared, their faces and bodies were covered with more than ten wounds, blood dripping out. Their faces were ashen white as they slowly fell backwards, their limbs constantly twitching.
Yan Kuan craned his neck, looking like a toad. When the other outer disciples, Zhao Tiemu and Wei Qian opened their eyes, they saw Chu Mu unscathed as he sheathed his sword, his movements elegant and confident. Then, they saw Wang Chang and Wang Yi lying on the ground with blood dripping out of their bodies. For a moment, their brains completely short-circuited.